The Boy Who Cried "Sick!"

OK. I had to pick up Wyatt Henry from school yesterday. His teacher called me and said he was complaining of a stomach ache and that he didn't look good. When I picked him up, he did look a little pale and was acting pretty lethargic. We pulled over twice on the way home because he thought he might throw up.(but he did not) When he got in the house however, he made a miraculous recovery almost instantly! He remained in good health for the rest of the day. At bedtime, he said his stomach hurt. I gave him antigas medicine and sent him to bed. He slept fine all night, and got up saying his stomach hurt. He was fine through breakfast, got dressed and was off to school. No fever. Looks fine. Yet here he is, back home with me. He told his Dad he did't feel well and now he's home, on the couch. He is extremely congested and his tonsils are huge. He's acting fine and doesn't have a fever. He's offended (of course) at the suggestion that he might not be so sick. He occasionally complains of a stomach ache, but for the most part acts fine. Of course, he was acting fine on Friday night when he went to the football game where he threw up in the bleachers. Sooooooo... anyone want to call it?

All I Really Want for Christmas

My girlfriend Elysa has this video on her blog. I couldn't help myself...get your tissue box ready.

What??? No "Faith Seed"?

In the age of money-hungry TV Evangelists, it's so refreshing to read these words penned by Corrie ten Boom in her book Tramp For The Lord.

The people in America seem to think that I should not hesitate to ask for money for my ministry, which supports other ministries such as Bible and book translations in many parts of the world. However, from the very beginning of my ministry I have felt it was wrong to ask for money-even to ask for travel expenses. I did not want to be paid for "services rendered." I simply wanted to preach the Gospel and let the Lord provide for me.

She goes on to tell of a time when she felt the Lord had not wanted her to accept a check for a large sum of money, and how the giver of the check was greatly offended and stormed out of the room. When her speaking engagement was finished, Ms. ten Boom returned to her room and prayed as she wondered...

Was it wrong to speak of my own work while at the same time I urged people to be converted or to forgive their enemies? Was it wrong to listen to these Americans who were urging me to receive collections for my ministry?The answer was very clear from the Lord. "From now on you must never again ask for money." Great joy entered my heart and I prayed, "Heavenly Father, You know that I need more money than offer before. But from this day on I shall never ask for a penny. No guarantees before I come to speak. No travel expenses. Not even a place to stay. I will trust in You, believing that you will never forsake me."

Did you catch that? Here, let me write that again:

The answer was very clear from the Lord. "From now on you must never again ask for money." Great joy entered my heart..." (emphasis mine)

Is that not incredible? We're not talking about a millionare here, folks! These are the words of a woman who was thrown into a Nazi work camp when she was in her fifties and came out with NOTHING! No cash, no home, nothing. Yet, the Lord didn't tell to her to ask people to sow a "faith seed" into her ministry. No love offering. Hm. Interesting.

Years after her release, Ms.ten Boom returned to Germany to minister to those who had imprisoned her and her family. She was an amazing woman, a true servant, and her sister Betsy was such a picture of Christ. If you've not read anything by Corrie ten Boom, you need to check her out. Start with "The Hiding Place."

Quarantine Update

Now it's Wyatt Henry. Bless his heart, his has an ear infection and got sick while out with his aunts and uncles and grandparents. :-( So, we are back on Puke Patrol. But we are armed with antibiotics and know that the ear infection is the culprit, so we shouldn't be unclean for much longer. I hope.

p.s. Make that Lizzie and Wyatt. She also is throwing up. Our house is a solid "10" on the Vomitron.

YouTube - Jenna Bush on Ellen

I don't watch Ellen, but I did see this clip yesterday on Yahoo! and thought I'd share!

YouTube - Jenna Bush on Ellen

Christmas Poem

Here is a Christmas poem to remind you of the serenity that remains under the chaos.
It was written by a girlfriend of mine from Massachusetts. Thanks Trina, for sharing this with me!


It is twelve twenty-five - Peace blankets the earth

We stop for a moment to celebrate His birth
A calming sensation surrounds our souls

And for just that instant we feel unconditionally whole

A smile we shine a breadth our face

We see what we missed in all our haste

A love no greater has penetrated through
Dear Lord my only words - Thank you

by Trina Jones-Rudolph

MIA

We're still battling the puke fest around here. Just when I thought we were in the clear, Abby hit me with a projectile vomit sneak attack. The damage was devastating.
Anyway, that's why I've been MIA. But I'll be back!